| Show 0 TRIBUNErTRIDAY-JMORNIN- E-SAL'P-iAKE Believe It or Not ’i if v — l ? r 0 Ripley Jjy llli Little Orphan A AUGUST 8 1937 G 27 Annie Page the Pied Piper HELLO MR WAS BLABOLE— I KNOW MY BUSINESS--SEE- ? fM NO AMATEUR YOU’LL GET YOUR EASY MONEY WHEN THE JUST PASSINQ AND THOUGHT I’D Jr® E vS DROP TIME - IN- 1 COMCS-An- t± 5 HME KEEPER OOKTy FORGET THAT- - 5H0E BRUSH USED 55 YEARS hyDRJtETHOMPSOH McPherson HAROLP Frog’s Drumsticks for Two Gasolene Alley ET KJOSTFOLKS THINK -- THE SHUT ARE OP') PROBABLY HAVIN' STEAK AN POTATOES AT HOMe OANDELION 0 o' V Miss ANNA j yV WlNTERBERG-Edinbur- Ird r OURTHAHKStpthe THIEVES I Jik Vi ho Robbed Us Yesterday While wi 4t not enjoy being robbed t NOTICE INSERTED V - O The Gumpa Food For Thought I'VE STOOP FOR A LOT FROM THAT OLP DRAQOW-PU- T MY ENDURANCE HAS SWAPPED THIS TIME TW IDEA OF HER ACCUSING YOU’RE ON ME OF ROBBING IN THE VTHE Philadelphia Bulletin by Marcus - m I Co ‘7' ICE-BO- I WHAT f YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU TAKE THE OLD WOMAN'S WORD I'M SORRY BEFORE MINE v OX ANDY-CU- T CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE IS AGAINST YO- U- IT'S AN OPEN AND SHUT CASE STRICT PIE- TYET YOU'RE GAINING X SHUT CASE IS HE OPENS THE ICE-BWHEN IT'S' FULL AND SHUTS IT WHEN HE’S EMPTIED OPEN AND GOOD? IT- - WEIGHT --CH 8-- 6 GONEToWttT i'ssrfv David Sugar Loaf Cemetery Driscoll SpringfieMofuo At carves stone with hisFingernmls Brookhaven Texas EXPLANATION OF TODAY’S CARTOON Fingernail Sculptor— Human fingernail which have become knives so sharp they can cut atone and fashion statues plaques and cane heads— such are the fingernails of David Driscoll of Springfield Ohio Driscoll saya he began his unusual work one day after watching a dog scratching at a stone and actually was cutting away the stone with his toenails To date Driscoll has completed 21 carvings requiring 4830 Holiday Bride houFs of real work He says his of fingernails grow an inch a week and he uses but one nail a day is as to gtvr the other nails a chance to grow vrxi‘ 7 )ixie Dugan — Come Along Copyright 1937 By Striebel and McEvoy - -- AS THE NOT TERRIBLY FOND OF EACH RACKET BUT I'M NOT SWING WE'RE th OF PALS COME "WITH US TONIGHT AND WE'LL' SHOW VOU MRS OTHER — for The Tribune by Arm Demarest "now as she hurried across town an inquiring eyebrow ta Lance “Did trim and pretty In her brown tweed you invite her here Lance? You suit and topcoat she felt her spirits might have told me” Jeanne bit her lip “No Miss rise In anticipation The apartment house was the Bartlett I am waiting to see Mr in Gordon Bartlett about a secretarial largest Jeanne had ever been and the elevator ride Up to the position I just happened to meet In an Mr Larkin here in the hall” penthouse seemed like a tripJeanne “I see It is very unfortunate airplane It soared until but at You came in the door The thought it would never stop floor service entrance iswrong at the end of the last they reached the fiftieth I will call Parks to and Jeanne stepped out into the outside hall " k take you to the proper entrance The foyer of the apartment her name and asked her Jeanne clenched the white leather ler of the chair her eyes on the to come in and wait in the hall armswho had spun around on her while he announced her to Mr girl tiny high heeled sandals toward Bartlett Jeanne was awestruck at Lance the furnishings as she sat down in “Listen to me Cilly” Lance took a deep white leather chair in the her arm “You can’t do roughly hall which was as wide and spaBeside her was a this Have you lost your mind?" room as a cious she finally talked with the landlady Jeanne held her breath as Cilly low table with a blue glass top and and got a room In the old brown bowl filled with turned on him furiously a was on it crystal stone house it seemed too much efJeanne bent over to ‘Take your hand away Lance I fort to go to dinner And when she gardenias you have lost your mind and then thinkthink their catch fragrance turned out the light and crept Into it is pleasant --for me to heard as she looked up quickly bed she thought only dimly of the come out Into the hall and find you down toward her two people who had ruined her life footsteps coming sitting here with a stenographer? hall —Sandra and Bryan In order to go the I know you don’t care for my on living she would have to forget Meets Larkin Again friends but if you are going to leave them Dwelling unhappily In the domy party to sit and talk with other what are you Jeanne “Why past would not straighten things girls in the hall you needn’t come here?” ing out any more" "I must have courage" she murIt was Lance Larkin His tanned Danic stricken Jeanne stumbled so to he as hard mured "but Bryan It la to her feet She had only one desire face lighted with a smile be brave without you" strode rapidly toward her and sat and that was to get out of the aparthuntAfter 10 weary days of job ment as quickly as possible down on the arm of her chair “Please don't quarrel on account ing Jeanne found it more and more “Good afternoon Mr Larkin' difficult not to think of Bryan and Jeanne flushed with pleasure at of me” she pleaded “I am going now” the happy days and months when seeing him It was DecemHe took her gloved hand in his Interviews Gordon they were engaged ber now and the streets and shops and pressed it warmly were crowded with gay Christmas But before she could leave Parks “I’ve been trying to get in touch Try as she would with you ever since old Conway told the butler came toward them and hoppers thoughts of the holiday bride crept me he had to let you go’’ told Jeanne that Mr Bartlett would Into her mind ‘T went home for a few days’ vaca- see her in the library With a dishim told Jeanne tion" Mud Work glance at Lance Larkin hack" tressed hurried “Well I’m glad you’ra Jbanne after Parks Lance Finally one morning when she Lance aald simply “I was worried with a sharp exclamation brushed had almost given up hops of ever about you” past Cilly and ran after Jeanne finding work an agency called her Jeanne turned her head swiftly He caught up with her as she folfinished Into I her as drifted frugal she of burst as a laughter just lowed the butler around the corner breakfast and was leaving the the haU from one of the rooms at of the hall out of Cilly’s slgL ’ house There was a fine position the faend so much “I’m sorry I caused Lance laughed "Oily Bartlett Is trouble Mr Larkin” you open the woman told her and with Jeanne said e Jeanne’s three years experience as giving one of her famous cocktail in a —Carleton Conway’s private secre- - parties" “Listen to me Jeanne Cilly Isn’t “It’s a beautiful - apartment” tary aha was the very girl for the usually like this Honestly She’s Job It was the opportunity of a Jeanne said looking about almost had too many cocktails' this afterJeanne disappointed so wistfully- - “I never dreamed It noon —Don’t let it worry you or let lifetime many times in the past two weeks would be like this" it you from taking the job” was afraid to lef her hopes soar Lance nodded uninterestedly Ha keep her hands in his as he “Go to the Bartlett’s penthouse on “But tell me Jeanne what are you was caught talking the this afternoon" Park avenue doing now?" “You’d better go back" she whiswoman Instructed her “The posiBut before Jeanne could answer pered as she saw for Park to the sound tion is private secretary him she heard a and looking her a few steps away waiting will Ha them writer Gordon Bartlett up saw a girl standing before “Promise me you Won’t let It interview you about 4 o’clock You in a stunning blue velvet hostess you” he begged “If Gorprejudice that don Bartlett will work right there In the apart- gown a girl ao attractive wants you to work for Apple Mary and Dennie her In Jeanne almost gasped aloud ment" him please take the position You Jeanne thanked her and hung up brown tweed suit ehe felt shabby will like the work and It pays well” GRAN'MA SENT VOU THIS The name in comparison with this beautifully the receiver slowly —CAUSE I'D never live it And Jeanne promised but she folBartlett! basket ofIT food Gordon creature familiar dressed sounded Parks lowed with a heart DOWN IF FOLKS FOUNO ' sinking WOULD r— she said Bartlett’s "A friend of yours Lance?" the Why that waa Cecils Needing the position so badly OUT GOLDIE WENT ON OUR VUH LAST VOU A fbrother It waa Ceclle whom Lance girl drawled a puzzled look In her Jeanne knew that she could not let HONEYMOON ALONE AN NOBODY FEW DAYS SURE Larkin was interested in It was golden brown eyes Cilly Bartlett’s fiery outburst stand LEFT ME HERE SAW von comin’ an opportunity Jeanne thought Lance jumped to his feet "Yes! in the way if Gordon Bartlett dej The Bart-- Jeanne this U Cecils Bartlett Cilly cided to hire her Because of money OENNIEJV INhRE growing more excited fett's penthouse was one of the most this is Jeanne MacDonald-- ” -be forced would to she accept any magnificent in New York Jeanne Snubbed offer he made but the illusions she had seen pictures of it in the papers debubeautiful about had had the And there had been something In CUly nodded her closely curled tante were sU smashed With plenty the papers' in the past year about blond head stiffly “I'm afraid I of moneq a luxurious home and fr she hesitated Gordon Bartlett He had been di- don’t know beauty Jeanne saw only the discon vorced and there had been some meaningly twisted tent that the girl’s mouth as “I’ve known Jeanne for years she scandal preceding it His wife had It quarreled with Lance “She run away with another man Cilly" Lance said quickly seemed that after all money did By half past 8 Jeanne waa ready was Carleton Conway's private sec- not Make people happy AH day retary to go to the Bartlett’s My lawyer you know" 'Oh!” Cilly’s hard little! voice was Copyright 1937-fshe had tried Tiot to be too optimia-tl- o The Tribune ‘ XI To be continued abyut getting the position but definitely scornful and she raised From (Continued BEST Fags Twenty) picked yp bet bags in Grand Central and started uptown on a bus to th rooming house where he bad lived in the days before she knew Sandr-smd Bryan It was the only place she could think of to go There was usually a vacant room or two and the lanlady would remember her Tired with the trip and crushed bv the events of the past 'few days she was barely conscious of the lashing rain and the cold November wind as she got off the bus and struggled down the street with her Her mind so torn with the bags knowledge that Bryan waa unfaithful seemed numb now and when but-too- Do-yo- ' low-voic- -- J - 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AW VOU SEEWHAT’D DOnY UNDERSTAND JDENNIE WOMEN I TELL YOU? SHE DUMPED THE WHOLE BASKET OF FOOD IN THE TUB OF WATE- R- THE LITTLE— t GETS FUNNY IDEAS — f: - ’ or K |
